A/N: Hi guys I really new to this kind of new to this platform and yeah this is my first time writing a story where any one can read it. I'm fond of writing actually, but I'm not that great.

And just to warn you all that I'm a beginner. Please bear with me.

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The Beginning

A book, that is abandoned in a dark alley, has been picked up by a passerby. "The Collection. The title is so intriguing. It looks like a great book with a vintage style cover. I'm gonna keep it." The passerby picked up the book and put it in his bag. Smiling ever so slightly amidst the moonlit park, taht is comnected to the alley, he walks down the path and continue on his way. Little did he know that his life will change from the moment he picked up that book.

A guys that has been searching for something saw someone that has that thing. "It is really inconvenient if someone has your thing and you have to get it back as soon as possible. I have to get it, that thing should not be exposed in this untimely era. And should never be known by this world." Still following that someone, the urge to go to that person and demand him to give him back is book is really tempting his patience. He's holding back from attacking that person.

Never in his entire lifetime that he think that his creation will give him this problem. A thousand years has passed but the stories written in that book still lives. The book itself cannot be destroyed. He tried everything he know to destroy that book but to no avail, he failed everytime. Living for over thousands of years, he mistakenly created that book, out of boredom, and now he is having a headache over that damn book he created. But still he never regretted he created that book. Because all of his memories are in stored in that book. But what stored in that book was his... he never really cared if someone found it, because no one can open it except him and his lover but he should be careful. And now that someone has it, that is why he should get it back, by hook or by crook.

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A/N: so what do you think guys??? should I continue??? please comment down your answers with names of characters you want (name of girls or boys, if you want me to continue the story). I'll be back next week for your response and also If you want me to continue please support me by clicking that like button. hope you enjoy that little synopsis/teaser. I won't be talking my mouth about the plot or something, I'll just leave the decision to you if you want me to continue. I'm not forcing you all though, it's just that I'm so anxious, because it's the first time I'm gonna write something that can be read by all. Thank you for reading all the way hear. See you all next week.

As Yuto walks down the path to his house, carrying his bag, a tingling feeling rise from his stomach. He doesn't know why he is excited but feels like jumping up and down. He feels so happy to have that book and all his worries are washed away by that. Yuto, being a shy person, has a difficult living environment. He may be 26 years old, but he doesn't have a decent job, he only has a part-time job in a convenience store or being a waiter in a shabby home restaurant, or sometimes a clerk in a bookstore. He lives his life like this for 6 years because he can't find a full-time job. 

Arriving at his house, he turns on the light that hardly litten the room, placing his bag on the sofa. His house only includes a small living area, a kitchen next to it, a room that can only fit a single-size bed and his medium size cupboard that turns into a closet for clothes, and a bathroom or more like a toilet room. This house is a located at the end of the dark alley, Yuto found this place when he is looking for a place to stay. And because of his character, he never tried to look for an apartment, where he had to communicate every time, so he looked for a place where he could  live quietly. Except that the place look shabby on the outside, he maintains the cleanliness of the place. Organized books in a shelf in the corner of his living room and a sofa next to it. The furnitures are lesser than what you can see in a house, all that he has are for necessities except for the book. Yuto loves books very much. The books he has are his, somewhat, dream, the life he wants to live. 

Walking down the way to his bathroom, while undressing, he suddenly felt chills. "It's so cold tonight," as he collects his clothes, piling them up with his unwashed clothes, he enters the bathroom and takes a bath. 

Yuto being in the bathroom, a guy appeared out of nowhere,  searching for something. His eyes landed on the sofa, where he found a familiar bag. He made his way towards the bag with long strides, he picked up the bag and look for something. He saw the book he's searching for, he was about to grab it when he feels his hand has been burnt, the book is scorching hot it seems as though he doesn't want anyone to touch it. "This book! Come now, we have to go back to the mansion, we're not safe here!" Whispering as he talked to the book, but the book is not letting him touch it. The guy suddenly heards the clicking of the doors, hissing as he goes out of the house, he leaves the bag on the sofa. 

Yuto came out of the bathroom, with only a towel on his waist, he went straight to his room to change. He is tired from his two part-time jobs and can't seem to hold his eyelids any longer. He let the darkness eat his consciousness and drifted into sleep. 

The guys from the earlier reappeared. Looking intensely to sleeping Yuto from the window, "I won't let this be another mistake," as he made his way to the living room, even though the floor is made by a pieces of wood, his walk is as light as a feather, he went to the sofa, where he left the bag. He tried to pick the book out of the bag again, but the book is not letting him. "Why are you being stubborn? We have to go, stop this nonsense now." But like the past response of the book, he can't pick it out of the bag. "Fine if you're being like this, I'll leave you here for a while, but don't do anything stupid, or else…" he is thinking what he should say to threaten the book but he doesn't know what to say. Without a trace, he leaves the house quietly. 

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A/N so what do you guys think????? please comment down below